Toby quickly apologized, bowing his head in deference. He resumed his work, the mop gliding over the polished floor with practiced ease. Despite the harsh words, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction. This was precisely why he had chosen to disguise himself as a cleaner. He needed to see the true nature of those around him, unmasked by the influence of his wealth.
The days turned into weeks, and Toby, now James, settled into his new life at Starite Hospital. He learned the rhythms of the workplace, understood the hierarchy, and watched the dynamics unfold amongst the staff. He observed the doctors with their brisk, confident strides, the nurses with their meticulous attention to detail, and the cleaners, who were often invisible to the rest.
Among them was a young nurse named Emily. Unlike Vivien, Emily treated everyone with kindness and respect, regardless of their position. She would often greet Toby with a warm smile as she passed by, occasionally stopping to chat with him during her breaks. Her laughter was infectious, and her sincerity was palpable.
